A letter from Dec 25, 2024

I made a big decision. I'm going to start therapy. Why? Well, last Friday I had a, kind of, episode. You know, like the ones I used to get in 2021. I srsly thought "I want to dye". I cried rlly hard and there was this weird uncomfortable feeling in my chest. I thought "****, well. This is it. I can't do this alone. I just can't. I need help" so, I'm getting help. To be honest I think I should have come to this conclusion before. Because this empty feeling has been with me for years and now I'm supposed to go and tell the psychologist that, well, ive been anxious and depressed for like 3 years and just now I thought some help would be nice. I want to be happy. So please, just bear with those feelings. I can't promise you things an ive been unfair to you. Quite a lot. But please, pls you don't have to do this alone. I hope you feel better and if not, dont stop trying (ikk youve been trying for years and your tired but don't stop you can't stop)